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She nods. “I don’t want to stop.” The nails from her right hand graze through my chest hair, and then she presses her palm over my heart. “I want every naughty fantasy we’ve had about each other.”
How does she know me so well?
With a grunt of approval, I turn back to the sectional-turned bed and kneel. Crawling forward, I lower her to the cushions. There’s a moment of pause as our eyes lock.
She slides her hands over my heated skin, kissing every inch she can. And at the same time, her hips tilt up, beckoning.
Gabe and King climb up along either side of us, but I don’t pay them any attention as I swipe the head of my erection through her drenched slit.
“So wet, Beauty.”
“I should hope so,” King says, a hint of pride in his words. He runs a hand over her shoulder as if he can’t help himself.
“You ready for me?” I ask, even though I’m sure she’s primed from the toy King bought.
“So ready.”
Her golden hair is fanned around her head, giving her an almost angelic glow. But her expression is pure sex. Sin. Need. She strains against me, heels locking and tugging behind my lower back.
That’s sexy as hell. I slam my hips forward, wedging my erection inside her with a single, amazing stroke.
Heaven.
Her head tips back as a needy, unintelligible cry leaves her lips. She digs her nails into my shoulders, and fuck if I don’t love the feel of this kitten’s claws.
I duck my head, feathering kisses along her jaw as she adjusts to my size.
“Okay?” I lift my head, searching for any sign of distress.
She nods and hums a breathy “Please...”
“Please, what, Princess?” Gabe asks.
Her gaze never leaves mine. Surrounded by our best friends but stuck in this bubble together. She’s amazing.
“Fuck me.”
King groans as if he’s the one dick deep inside her. “You heard the lady.”
My lips twitch at his hoarse order, and I pull my hips back. “My pleasure, Beauty.”
Bracketing my arms around her slender shoulders, I unleash all the desire that’s been building in me. Every party where our eyes met across the room, wishing I could steal her away to a dark corner. I fuck her into the cushions like a man possessed. A man obsessed. Because I am.
My senses light up every time I slide into her tight heat.
Her pussy ripples around my cock, pulling me deeper, holding on, tempting me to let go. It’s what she wanted.
My cock and my cum.
She shudders and shivers, whimpering.
Fuck, she’s amazing. Hips cradling me just right, those sexy stems urging me on, never looking away.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Wildfire.”
King’s words remind me we have an audience. Two men who desire a connection with her as well.
As much as I’d like to keep her all to myself, I sit back on my heels, pulling her ass up onto my thighs.